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Necromancer Of The Shadows

"I should have stayed home and played video games." This was Ray's last thought before darkness engulfed him after he was hit by a car. But surprisingly, instead of finding himself before the gates of hell after dying, Ray found out he was transmigrated into another world. The world Ray was transmigrated to was called Arora World, a place where you can use different kinds of skills, magic, and even acquire powerful classes. Ray found himself in the body of a young boy named Evan, who was studying in a hunter academy after awakening his abilities at the age of fourteen. At first, Ray was happy that he was transmigrated into the body of someone who had awakened his abilities and could use the magic he always wanted to use. However, as Ray went through Evan's memories, he finally realized that everything was not as simple as he had expected. Evan had a unique physique that didn't allow him to increase his power like other people. Because of this useless unique physique, Evan was the weakest hunter in the entire academy. And that was not all; the more Ray looked at Evan's memories, the more he realized just how troublesome his situation was. "I know I entered this body without buying a ticket, but isn't this too much?" Ray said in a depressed voice after going through Evan's memories. Will Ray be able to survive in this new world? Is the physique of his new body really useless? Join Ray on his adventure to find out.

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Emperor Velgoth's Decision

In Azragoth World, Emperor Velgoth stood in front of the glowing altar with a respectful expression, gazing at Krythorion, who had an indifferent look on his square-shaped face.

"I see, you did a good job. Once everything is over, all of you can return here..." Krythorion said and his his eyes turned serious. "Someone will be there in a few days. Remember, make sure that guy doesn't escape and stays alive until someone from our side arrives."

"I understand," Emperor Velgoth replied respectfully, nodding his head.

Seeing Velgoth nod, Krythorion said nothing more and his image disappeared from atop the altar.

Once Krythorion's image vanished and the altar stopped functioning, Velgoth's respectful expression faded, replaced by a sneer. He turned and walked out of the room with a cold look on his face.